Burn their gods this false legacy I won't celebrate faceless icons painted black bane of the
deranged distorted images....abominations treacherous portrait of truth callous throne of the wicked
destined to rust and decay dehumanized existence is worthless kill the will of the father for it is
soiled with the blood of its victims innocents doomed and misled from the beginning by vicars of
sickness under a godless sky we're left to rot and to die I won't celebrate faceless icons painted
black.
